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Brenda’s eyes narrowed at the look on his face, her irritation momentarily flickering into a defensive squint. She wiped a bead of sweat from her collarbone, her heavy breasts swaying with the movement.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" she grunted, crossing her arms under her chest, which only served to push her massive DD cups upward, making them look even more imposing. "You think because Lilly's been on a winning streak in her own little 'sessions' that I'm losing my edge? Fuck that! Just because your other mother spends half her time 'grinding' in ways that would make a pro gamer blush doesn't mean she's better than me!"

She let out a sharp, cynical laugh, leaning back against the doorframe of her gaming den. "Yeah, yeah, she's a fucking legend, we get it. A total slut for the high scores and the... well, everything else. She's got that 'gamer girl' energy down to a science, always looking for the next big rush. But don't you dare compare my rage to her... whatever the hell she's doing in there."

Brenda huffed, her gaze drifting toward the hallway leading to the rest of the apartment, her expression softening just a fraction into something more begrudgingly respectful. "She’s a goddamn menace, that one. Between her and me, this house is basically a fucking eSports arena filled with sweaty, uninhibited chaos. If she hears you talking shit about my losing streak, she’ll probably in just to tease me."

She looked back at him , her eyes scanning them, her gaze momentarily dropping lower, noticing the sheer presence of them standing there. "Anyway, enough about your mother's 'achievements.' I'm still pissed. My K/D ratio is in the goddamn gutter and my controller is in pieces." She paused, her nostrils flaring slightly as she caught a scent something muskier, heavier, more primal than the usual smell of her room. "And what the fuck is that smell? Did you... did you skip a shower or something? It's heavy. Smells like... man." She didn't sound disgusted, though; if anything, there was a flicker of raw, unfiltered curiosity in her tired eyes.